The Grenada gazette. (Grenada, Miss.) 1885-18??, 1887-04-02

cried; and before he colld stop her, she
had darted inside the great gates ana
was bending with sweetest compassion
over the poor wounded dove that lay
upon the ground.
MAY l take it, father:'' she cried.
land have it for my own and bring II
back to life again? Oh! who could
have been so cruel as to hurt Il gentle
little white dove?" And she held it
close to her breast, and strokcd it pitt
fully, while tears fell from her soft
eyes.
She had rejoined her father or the
street. and neither saw a lovely lady
who had stopped to listen.
at is. Herbert. it is the child who
sang in the church, she cried. excited
ly. do you see. her eyes and hair and
voice are all those Of our MabclP'
Calm yourself, Helcn,' said the
gentleman. Il will learn where the
child lives. and you may find her there
another day
His wife was sobbing. and as he took
Johann's address he explained briefly
hat Cecile was strikingly like their
own little girl. who had gone to heaven
on the last Easter day.
But Ceclle could only think of the
white dove. rs she carried it home. 1t
seemed so wonderful to her that it
should have come to her on Easter
day. ut is Il promise of good. NUT
tcrchen,' she said, over and owe
again.
And it was. The white dove grew
well and strong again, nursed by
tender hands. The lovely lady came,
and told how the sweet voice singing
high and clear
Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day
had brought back the image of her
own Mabel; and when she turned to
look in the soft, tender eyes and sem
sitivc mouth she seemed to see her own
darling again. Then she told how she
had lost the little singer in getting out
of the crowded church, and found her
again, mourning over the wounded
dove.
at is Gods voice to me-" she said.
Christ is risen indeed in the person
of II of His little ones. and the love
and care which once | lavishcd upon
what | fancicd mine must now be given
to his
And so il has been and Is. Johann
is in his earthly paradise. The bit of
ground so longcd for is his own now,
and roses bloom on his children's
and on the cottage porch. The
bird house has a place in the big elm
tree that shades the yard. and the
white dove has found a sweet home
there.
Cecilc's pale cheek has II faint flush
upon it now. She is studying hard. |
and is quite the wonder of the little
where she lives. Some day sh,
will be a prima donna, they say; and
the rich lady in the city, who directs all |
her training, is to take her to Europe
day to complete her musical cdu-
But this is not all. nor the best. !
You have not forgotten Marian?
her. as Cecilc's friend. Mrs.
mother-heart has been strongly
lrawn toward the poor little cash-
girls, and many a one has found Il
rue friend and helper in her. Through
Ter, also, other ladies have become in
crested. and Il club has been formed
If ladies who make it their pleasure to
ook after little cash-girls who have
allen sick. or who have sickness or
rouble in their homes. And so many
title hearts. and bodies. too. have been
'omforted in time of trouble. and the
lind ladies have been quite as much
in the giving as any have IN
he receiving.
Said not true, mutterchen." Cecile
ays, sometimes. ''that my Easter dove
'rought a promise Of good?'
Eyes, kindchen.' answers the sweet
title mother, God sent it truly. as He
ends all good things.'-Chuslian
5RiOH.
A PATRIOTIC PIGEON.